Chapter 104 I, the Son of the Plane (Second update, please subscribe and support)
"General, they are building a defense line ahead!"
The scout who was scouting the Indians' movements pointed to an earthen breastwork near the hillside and reported to General Rodriguez.
"They also deployed artillery!"
"They actually know how to build fortifications!"
General Rodriguez ordered his troops to stop advancing and took a look through a telescope.
From the telescope, the Indian trenches seemed a bit crude, but they were enough to withstand his cannons.
"Fortunately, there are only more than a thousand of them."
That morning, General Rodriguez ordered his troops to launch an attack, but his attack suffered setbacks from the very beginning.
When the Chilean front was about 400 to 500 meters away from their defense line, the Indians in the trenches opened fire. Although the distance was far, it still caused some casualties to the Chilean army and successfully prevented several Chilean attacks.
"Damn it, they must be using rifles."
General Rodriguez thought for a moment, observing the battlefield through a telescope, and finally his eyes fell on the old river channel.
"All troops advance to the river area."
The river was only 600 meters away from the Indian defense line. If they advanced there, the dried-up river could provide good cover for the soldiers.
Following General Rodriguez's order, the Chilean army immediately rushed to the old river channel covered with gravel. When they hid in the river channel to avoid the Indian guns and cannons, they did not notice the smile on Zhu Xianhai's face in the trench. His smile was full of pride.
This is the moment he has been waiting for!
"Send a signal!"
Following his order, the signalman immediately fired a flare into the sky with a signal tube, then at the top of the mountain, then another mountain, and then another mountain...
In the heart of the mountains more than ten kilometers away, there is a huge landslide lake. This landslide lake was formed by an earthquake in the mountains a few months ago.
The Andes is the most earthquake-prone region in the world. Earthquakes here are almost constant, and the one a few months ago caused a landslide that blocked the river.
In fact, the river was not very wide originally, and the water flow was not turbulent, but after several months of accumulation, tens of millions of cubic meters of river water have gathered in the barrier lake.
The dam formed by the landslide was already on the verge of collapse. In the simulator, Zhu Xianhai just "happened" to encounter a dam collapse.
After going deep into the mountains to observe this impounded lake, Zhu Xianhai decided to give the enemy a taste of their own medicine, that is, to use it as a weapon.
When it comes to war, there's no need to stick to the norm.
Any method that helps win the war can be used.
The same is true for the natural environment. Of course, the more important point is that the experiences in the simulator made Zhu Xianhai wonder if he was doomed. Otherwise, how could there be so many disasters?
However, it is definitely not the case now. And as long as it is used properly, Zhu Xianhai will definitely be the son of the plane in the eyes of the outside world.
Of course, Zhu Xianhai would not wait for the barrier lake to burst naturally under the water pressure. After all, the timing is unpredictable. Solving this problem couldn't be simpler, it only took a few hundred kilograms of explosives.
When the engineering team leader Sun Tianmao saw the flare, he immediately shouted loudly.
"Detonate!"
As he finished speaking, he pressed the detonator hard. With the help of hundreds of kilograms of explosives, the river water that had accumulated for half a year, which had been on the verge of collapse under the impact of tens of millions of cubic meters of river water, suddenly burst.
flood!
It rushed out of the mountains like a dragon that had broken free from its reins, galloping through the valleys and rivers, and its thunder-like sound echoed in the valleys.
At this moment, the mountains seemed to be roaring.
"What are they doing?"
The flares in the sky made General Rodriguez feel a little ominous.
At the same time, he saw that there seemed to be some movement in the distance on the right wing. It was the Mapuche people. They were riding horses and rushing towards here. Thousands of Mapuche people, riding thousands of horses, galloping like thunder, fierce and frightening.
But that was all. They were just a group of Indian cavalry. There was no way they could break through the defense line formed by muskets and artillery.
"It's a trap!"
Attacked from both sides!
This discovery made General Rodriguez shout out immediately.
"Everyone immediately use the river as a defense line to stop the Indian attack..."
There is absolutely no problem with this order. Having a good defensive position can always effectively block the attacks of the natives.
Just as he gave the order, for some reason, General Rodriguez felt his eyelids flickering and even his heartbeat quickened. The unprecedented feeling of uneasiness filled his heart with doubts, and he even looked around with some uneasiness.
What's wrong?
It seemed that at this moment, he felt like a prey in the mountains, and he had an uneasy feeling of being targeted.
"What's wrong?"
Just when doubts arose in his heart, a sound coming from the mountains made him look in that direction.
Because of the obstruction of the mountains, when the unrestrained dragon howled and galloped down the valley, General Rodriguez and the Chileans in the river thought they were ambushed by the Mapuche people, and they did not even think about the flood.
It's not the rainy season now, so who would have thought of flash floods?
As for the landslide lake that formed a few months ago, it was something they had never thought of.
Almost instinctively, they felt that this was just another Mapuche ambush.
“Another group of Mapuche?”
General Rodriguez muttered to himself.
"Huh, charging in multiple directions at the same time, it turns out that this was not their plan!"
Nodding slightly in his heart, General Rodriguez observed the surrounding terrain. The terrain was not favorable for the legion, but it was okay.
"Deploy the troops, form a hollow square with the river as the center, and prepare to meet the cavalry!"
As the order was given, General Rodriguez looked toward the Indian line and muttered to himself.
“Perhaps this so-called ‘Orchid Tribe’ should have Europeans helping them fight the war.”
Europeans help!
It's not that General Rodriguez discriminates against Indians. In fact, until now, after Indians and Europeans have fought for hundreds of years, they have not learned modern tactics. Even gunpowder... is rarely used by Indians because of embargoes and high prices.
"The sound seems a little wrong."
The sound like thunder coming from the mountains made General Rodriguez puzzled.
But he couldn't tell what was different.
Suddenly he felt a chill on his back and his heart was filled with fear.
There seems to be something really wrong with this sound!
Just as such doubts arose in their minds, the voice became louder and louder.
Finally, someone realized the danger!
This is definitely not Mapuche cavalry!
Even though they had this awareness, it was too late. The roaring dragon suddenly rushed out from the mountain pass.
In an instant, everyone was frightened out of their wits.
Everyone, including General Rodriguez, saw a giant yellow dragon rushing out of the valley! It was a flood!
flood!
Where did it come from...
At this time, who can care about so many things?
The Chilean soldiers, who were originally adjusting their formations according to the drums and the officers' orders, all fled desperately towards the two sides of the river, but they could not escape from this unbridled dragon!
Tens of millions of cubic meters of flood water hit everything in the mountains like a whirlwind, not only breaking down the tall trees on the hillside that were as thick as a person like weeds, but also causing many huge rocks to roll in the flood water like drifting wood, and rushing down the mountain together with all kinds of floating objects.
The moment the mountain torrents of tens of millions of tons came out of the valley, they roared and hit everything on the hillside. The Chileans who didn't have time to escape, or even scream, were swallowed up by the flood. Their flesh and blood bodies were as fragile as ants in the flood, and they were smashed to pieces in the collision of boulders and trees. The flood was all red...
(End of this chapter)
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